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letra de show it off - chris vayle

[verse]
yeah, show it off, bring bump stock out, i brought it out for fun, yeah
speaking out on chris, i hope you do not split your tongue, yeah (sh-t)
smoking on what packed you out, its black up in my lungs, sh-t (ugh)
i could never walk around in town without my gun, b-tch (hey)

[verse]
shawty want me to chop her down, i told her, “just don’t run, b-tch” (hey)
hit ’em rim with a rim shot, i love to play with drumsticks (hey)
its some n-ggas dead to me, y’all should start gofundme (ugh, ugh)
bite me then turn into somebody else, you just a zombie (ugh)
i could get geeked for a week with the pack i bring, with the pack i bring (sh-t)
you and your bestie both got band tendencies, well, let me see how well y’all sing
you know i do the most (hеy), got lean in coffee mugs, and mug so mean
gotta lil’ ratchet b-tch, lovе classy sh-t, she say, “it’s vetements”
i got her cracked, love every word i say when i speak (yuh)
press ya b-ttons like a nerd, oh, i hit nerve? love getting geeked (ugh)
shawty got ass on her, she gon’ drop, i f-ck her mask on like the fiend (ugh, ugh)
i got new bows dropped off, it make your jaw drop like scream
i’m like the final villain (hey), i can’t fight the feelin’ that you feelin’ me, nah mean?
stackin’ to the ceiling ’cause just remembered when i couldn’t stack it, all dreams
i’m just the same n-gga, 2017, i’d take you down for the ‘preme
now i got blue faces can’t fit all in these drkshdw black jeans

[chorus]
yeah, show it off, bring bump stock out, i brought it out for fun, yeah
speaking out on chris, i hope you do not split your tongue, yeah (sh-t)
smoking on what packed you out, its black up in my lungs, sh-t (ugh)
i could never walk around in town without my gun, b-tch (hey)

- chris vayle

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